There Is No Light In Darkness (Darkness 1)

The hungry look in his eyes reminded me of a man on death row looking at his final meal and it made me shiver in anticipation. He stepped forward and ran his fingers over my shoulders before unhooking my bra strap and tugging it down. When my bra fell to the ground, he let out a shaky breath and pressed his body against mine. I reached up and started unbuttoning his shirt as we kissed deeply. He broke the kiss and finished taking off his shirt, never taking his eyes off mine. I started to feel breathless when his eyes roamed my body and he bit down on his lip.

I was glad to be experiencing something so intimate with Cole because I didn’t feel nervous to be almost naked in front of him. What made me nervous—and the reason I was scared to go all the way with him—was that he had been with so many other girls. I was scared that I wouldn’t live up to his standards or be the worst lay he’d ever had. What if I did something wrong with him—or worse to him. I knew Cole would never laugh at me or make fun of me about anything, but the thought had been eating away at me since we got together.

He finished getting undressed—only leaving on his black boxer briefs—before he slipped off my panties and walked me backward to the bed. I sat when the backs of my legs hit the frame, and then shifted myself to lie down. Cole was standing, his deep green eyes boring into mine as I lay naked before him. His eyes traveled down my body again before he closed them and muttered a curse. He leaned over me and kissed me softly, nibbling and teasing my bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. When he slipped his tongue into my mouth, I sucked on it and he let out a low growl.

He held himself up caging me in his arms as we kissed. I held his gaze as I sat up and touched his cheek with the back of one hand as I ran the other down his body until it landed above the edge of his boxers. I inched them down until I could see just the tip of his manhood, waiting to be let free. I wiggled my body down until I got closer and pulled his briefs down with both hands. When he stepped out of them, I wrapped my hand around him and squeezed. He let out a deep moan and tilted his head back as I continued to stroke him softly, reveling the smooth yet hard feel of him in my hand.

“Baby, you’re going to have to stop,” he said in a husky whisper as he took my hand away from him. He leaned me back on the bed and went down with me careful not to put all his weight on me. We kissed longingly, holding each other tightly as our bodies melded together. When our lips parted, he began placing kisses on my cheeks, my nose, my eyelids, my mouth, my chin, and my jaw. He moved down my neck to my chest until he landed on my breasts. He licked around my breast until he got to the sensitive middle. He took my nipple in his mouth and swiped it with his tongue slowly. I arched my back, offering for him to take it all and felt him smile against me when I moaned out his name. He turned his attention to my other breast, repeating the same sweet torture.

“Cole,” I said, breathing raggedly as I grabbed his hand and placed it between my legs.

“What, baby?” he murmured against me and then grazed me with his teeth, making me yelp.

“Touch me, please,” I begged as I screwed my eyes shut. I couldn’t believe I had just said that.

He circled his thumb on my lower stomach before trailing it lower. I bowed my back from the bed.

“Relax, baby,” he chuckled.

“I am relaxed. I just want you to—” I squeaked when he inserted his finger inside me.

“You want me to what?” he asked, breathing hotly against my breast while continuing to circle his thumb over my outer layers and hook his pointer against my inner walls.

“Oh, God...Cole...oh...God...” was all I could say in between pants before a wave of relief swept over me followed by a tingling sensation.

He continued to touch me softly, wetting me with my arousal before he started to kiss me—everywhere. When I felt his lips on my thighs, I stilled. My hands flew to his hair, and I pulled his face up. He gave me a bewildered look.

“Cole, you’re not going to do that...are you?” I squeaked.

He smiled. “Yep. Can you let go of my hair, please?”

I bit my lip as I thought about how to talk him out of it. “Cole, I really don’t want you to do that.”